1. Three Choices from an Unsatisfied Wife


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Interracial Sex, Mature, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    course I know that. But Phil is in the room. This is as much as we can do here.&#034 &#034I know, but he won't always be around. What about when he isn't?&#034 I felt Brent's cock throbbing against me. Moving up on tiptoes with my heels off the floor, I pressed my pelvis forward until his rigid organ was nudging into the top of my slit against my clitoris. My entire body shuddered. We were both close to an orgasm. &#034No, he won't always be around. When he isn't, I'm sure you'll know what to do.&#034 -------------------------------------------- After the third song, I told Brent we had to stop. Phil was bound to notice and I was about to have an orgasm that I wouldn't be able to conceal. Brent had pleaded with me to come out to his van with him, but I had somehow gotten up the will to say no. After several drinks, the few inhibitions I seemed to have these days were decreasing. After a couple of hours, most of the men at the party had checked out my legs, thighs, and tits. When I sat, I leaned over enough to give them a good view into my cleavage. The only reason every man in the room wasn't crowded around me was the competition from the other women, half of whom were wearing no more than I was, and some even less. Later, Larry Eastwood had me on the dance floor. He was a little more hesitant that Brent had been, but even so, toward the end of the second song, his cock was hard and he had it pressed hard against my crotch. It was a delicious feeling to move my excited pussy ...
    up and down on it and hear him moan. &#034Ohhh god... stop, Rita. Stop! I'm about to cum in my pants,&#034 he groaned. &#034If you cum in your pants, Larry, I'll cum too... promise,&#034 I hissed in his ear, my own excitement boiling over. &#034Oh shit! Not here. Let's go outside. There's a pond out back in the trees. Let's go there so I can fuck you.&#034 There may be some things that turn me on as much or more than a man desperately asking to fuck me, but if so, I can't think of what they might be. &#034I can't. My husband is in the room, and he's keeping an eye on me. Ask me when he's not around.&#034 -------------------------------------------- It was close to 11 PM when I saw Brent Faxon leading Diane Chantler out the side door to the parking lot where his van was parked. Diane's husband George was one of the men talking to my husband. He was already half d***k and oblivious to what his wife was doing and what was about to be done to her. I saw Brent's hand on the hot blonde's ass as he e****ted her out into the parking lot. I had never before realized that I had a voyeuristic streak in me, but I was suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to listen to, and if possible, watch Brent fucking Diane. In the back of my mind, I knew that I was jealous that it wasn't going to be my pussy receiving his hard cock, as it would have been if I hadn't chickened out earlier. I gave Brent enough time to get the woman into his van and stripped before I casually walked out onto the patio that ...